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Broken Bonds

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villain song, common meter, female singer, medieval, ars antiqua, storytelling, minor key, angry, dark, lute, drums

April 5, 2024 at 7:15 AM

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[Intro] Oh, you can give me everything? Yes, anything I want? I know your words are empty and As hollow as this haunt. You have no power to keep me From what is rightly mine. You must admit you lack the strength. You might as well resign. So now what do you offer me, O’ sister I despise? A world that’s forgotten me And a throne without allies? What do you think my answer is When that is your reply? Forgiveness is outside your reach, And let me lay out why. [Verse: Laughter] The ponies of Equestria Once knew a dark blue knight, The merry maid who danced and played And fought for what was right. I brought us out of the Everfree. I braved the northern fjords. I fought the creatures of the night. I faced the feathered hordes. [Verse: Kindness] Yet now the specter, Nightmare Moon, Awaits those in the dark Because you let them demonize Without a kind remark. It would have been so easy, too, Just something simple, mind, A word or two from you to them To see that we’re aligned. [Verse: Honesty] But it no longer matters now. I see through your design. The simple truth is that this time You’ve truly crossed the line. How all those little ponies jump Upon your ev’ry word Exposed, your lies, I can’t deny, Would simply pass unheard. [Verse: Generosity] Still now I’m here to call you out On what you’d call a gift. You have arranged for my return To proceed smooth and swift. But who, I ask, does benefit From pomp and circumstance As this eleventh hour dies As though to break a trance? [Verse: Loyalty] ’Tis thee who dost abuse Thy ponies’ twisted loyalty To leave in gallant sacrifice To rival royalty! A noble end. Thy conscience eased. A sister vilified. I hope thy vanity was worth The hate I must abide. [Verse: Magic] I sometimes asked, ‘What if I’m wrong?’ But this doth vindicate A thousand years of my distrust Which thou didst instigate. And as we part a thousand more, Here’s a mercy for thy jail. When next we meet, I shall ensure Thou findst a level scale.

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